This is a song about "Butch princess"

Carefree i don’t need the stress

I treated you like a princess

I rob it like i'm butch cassidy, so wack emcees packed in factories,

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Nobody to tell her she was a princess

The possibilities endless, what to expect, i'll stop this killin spree, fuck it, who's next?

Forget about the consequences, i really just needed to see my princess

Cuz you aint slippin by, names princess but bio says that he's a guy

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

You said i was your little princess

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

Freestyle natural like butch reed,blow your mind like a claymore

On toys for my baby princess

After lebron, i'm what's next